we talk, and laugh and talk some more
the minutes melting into hours
until it's time to get up
and we haven't even slept yet -

talking to you
is my favourite thing to do,
how you make the world
seem a different, better place

but I want more -
humanities greed has started to kick in -


I want to taste you
I want to see into your soul,
and show you mine

I want to feel
what magic lies behind
your skin touching mine

I want to grab your hand
and tell the world that you are mine

I held her breath within my hand
so soft - so sweet
so delicate!

that baby breath -
half in, half out
but breathing still

it twitched around my fingers
a nervous dance -
but dancing still

I reciprocated
with a kiss of life -
but dying still -

Which is worse?

to feel everything so deeply
every sideways glance
and cold shoulder
feeling like a dagger
grating against my chest

for every glass
that falls and smashes
shattering to dust-like pieces
to feel like the shattering
of my pathetic life

to keep on feeling
that tightness in my chest
knowing you are barely breathing,
and there's no real reason.

to feel the pinpricks on my skin
which feel more like
lacerations to your sole,
to the very core of your being -

Or take the pills that the doctor keeps prescribing
and feel nothing,
not even the death inside?

When they stripped me of my dignity
lashing me -
for all of our community to see

My body a damaged cage
wrinkled in the square
pathetic and quivering.

My smile was clawed from my face
by savages
who did not believe in 'happy'.

They beat me 'til I was broken
bent out of shape,
had I been a contortionist it would have been painless
but oh! it was pain I felt as every inch of me
was broken and shattered - snapped like a twig.

Yet no mark could the human eye see
I was just a girl
lying in the rain, whose touch burned like acid.

My clothes did not resemble the tatters I felt them to be,
my hair was brushed and not the state they had yanked it into,
not an inch of makeup was smudged across my face.

Funny the effect a few words can take.

We met,
And then you chased me
Until you could call me yours.

You loved me!
And I loved you,
until you were the stars in my eyes.

And then I loved you,
As you grew bored -

I loved you,
As you left.

You broke me,
And yet, I love you still.